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		<description>The original writings of author rebellefleur</description>
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			<title>F**k Me in Verses</title>
			<description>the original version</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/rebellefleur/801292/</link>
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			<title>Lap Dance 101</title>
			<description>&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;Prologue:&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;I am yours...&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbs..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/rebellefleur/801285/</link>
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			<title>Fill Me Up</title>
			<description>Fill me up, &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;in my mouth&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;let it throb&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;while i swallow it&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;up and down&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;in and out&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;side..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/rebellefleur/801284/</link>
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			<title>Tales of the Flesh</title>
			<description>~A collection of short twisty poems     </description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/rebellefleur/801282/</link>
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			<title>Pen and Paper Seduction</title>
			<description>I. Pen-sex, baby?&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;midnight rush,&amp;nbsp;in bed--&amp;nbsp;with a pen &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;in my hand&amp;nbsp;and you--&amp;nbsp;in my mind...&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;my pen scribbles&amp;nbsp;my imagination wanders&amp;nbsp;my body shivers&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;to the thought of you,&amp;nbsp;on top of me--&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;jot..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/rebellefleur/801280/</link>
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			<title>Loving You</title>
			<description>was like f*****g the void, a call from a dead lover, orgasm in the crumbling corner of my brain. &amp;nbsp; And yes, &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;I still miss your imaginary &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;weight on me.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/rebellefleur/801278/</link>
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			<title>Flavored Kiss</title>
			<description>I let my fingers&amp;nbsp;chase you down&amp;nbsp;as you slither&amp;nbsp;effortlessly&amp;nbsp;from the tip&amp;nbsp;of my tongue&amp;nbsp;down to my throat&amp;nbsp;all the way&amp;nbsp;to my belly&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;I try not to&amp;nbsp;scream&amp;nbsp;as you wander&amp;nbsp;inside of me,&amp;nbsp;teasing my senses&amp;nbsp;making me&amp;nbsp;burn&amp;nbsp..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/rebellefleur/801276/</link>
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			<title>Sentimental S**t</title>
			<description>I refuse to spread my love&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;around,&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;unprotected--&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;'cos sometimes diseases disguise&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;themseves as&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;love; unrequited&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;throbbing erratically&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/rebellefleur/801274/</link>
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			<title>feeling sexy</title>
			<description>1. &amp;nbsp;   &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;  Combustible; I clench your thigh &amp;nbsp;  to bite on your lower lip &amp;nbsp;  I feel so selfish around you.&amp;nbsp;You're mine &amp;nbsp;  and I want you're goddamned tongue &amp;nbsp;   all over me &amp;nbsp;  &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;  &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; (Before you disappear--) &amp;nbsp;  &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;  &amp;nbsp..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/rebellefleur/801272/</link>
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			<title>Talking Dirty</title>
			<description>[i.]&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;I'm not sure &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;what this tongue &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;is for &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;but it feels &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;good &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;having it buried deep &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;inside your mouth &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;as these fingers &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;si..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/rebellefleur/801271/</link>
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			<title>Prayer</title>
			<description>&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&quot;My whole existence is flawed &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;  You made me closer to God&quot; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; -Closer, NIN &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;  &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;   &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;   I grit my teeth &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;  then my eyes &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;   shut &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;  &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;   to the wet &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;   litany &amp;nbsp..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/rebellefleur/801269/</link>
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			<title>Third World</title>
			<description>I have once walked with you...&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;Barefooted; on my tiny, restless feet there amongst the beggars, the homeless, the hopeless, the faithless, the criminals, the fucked-up beautiful faces and the many differ..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/rebellefleur/801265/</link>
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